Well, Lisa went with me (I haven't mentioned her before, I think, but we've been hanging out together a lot lately. I went with her when she got her tattoos done.), and it only took about ten minutes. In some spots, it felt like they were cutting into my flesh with a razor-blade, and in others I barely felt anything. All in all, it wasn't too bad. And I'm happy with the results. (Oh, and Star, I'll post a pic when I find the time to take one, which will hopefully be soon.)
On the way back to the department I actually got interviewed by one of the biggest radio stations in the country. Go me! I think I sounded pretty normal. At least, I hope so. *sigh*
Salem was still feeling pretty bad today. I wish there was something I could do. God, I suck. *sigh*
I was supposed to meet Linda at 9PM to go out for a drink, but I completely forgot. I fucking suck. *sigh* At least she texted me beforehand and didn't go when she didn't receive an answer. She's not mad at me, thankfully, and she agreed to try again tomorrow. I'll do my best to not forget again. *sigh* Stupid memory.